Post by jonesjupiter on Sept 7, 2012 15:40:13 GMT -5

In 2010, after Jay-Z I opened a porta-potty by the What Stage to find a large man, naked and passed out. After a rallying cry from awaiting porta-potees the man arose from his slumber, put on his shorts, and sluggishly moved along the farm. Top five worst nap-spot ever.

Post by manpower on Sept 17, 2012 14:37:05 GMT -5

This past 'Roo was my first, and the first couple of minutes I had entered the campground I knew I was in for something special. We must have arrived to our campsite around 10:30 pm Wednesday night, but what sticks with me today is what happened before we even parked. Every once in a while you would hear people start to yell, scream, cheer, and clap... and everyone in my car was a 'Roo virgin, so we had absolutely no idea what was going on. These eruptions of applause and hysterical cheering would happen and I just kept getting butterflies in my stomach, the anxiety was killing me, I wanted to know what the fuss was all about. We finally get to the campsite after giving a few hundred high fives from our car to passer-bys. Then we ask our neighbor what was happening, why was everyone screaming? He just says... "You'll understand soon enough, Bonnaroo will let you know when its time." We decide to walk around and get a feel for just where we are, then this guy next to us just starts yelling at the top of his lungs... the group next to him joins in, my group joins in... soon enough we can hear this drone of screams spreading across the campgrounds like a wildfire. It was then when I knew exactly what the spirit of Bonnaroo was about. I would learn more as the weekend went on... but that was when I knew I was in the right place. God... got teary eye'd thinking about that moment. Bonnaroo is an amazing place and I can't wait to see the farm again in 2013.

Post by manpower on Sept 17, 2012 14:41:53 GMT -5

Also, shortly after this experience, my group came across this guy who was calling himself "Spooky". He was wearing nothing but a garbage bag and hiding behind cars trying to "Spook" people. He "spooked" these few kids, but they just ended up laughing. After this, he decided that hiding in a trash can was he best option for spooking people, so he hopped in a trash can and closed the lid. That's the last I ever saw of Spooky, but man, did he give me one heck of a laugh.

Post by bonzai on Sept 22, 2012 8:53:30 GMT -5

This past 'Roo was my first, and the first couple of minutes I had entered the campground I knew I was in for something special. We must have arrived to our campsite around 10:30 pm Wednesday night, but what sticks with me today is what happened before we even parked. Every once in a while you would hear people start to yell, scream, cheer, and clap... and everyone in my car was a 'Roo virgin, so we had absolutely no idea what was going on. These eruptions of applause and hysterical cheering would happen and I just kept getting butterflies in my stomach, the anxiety was killing me, I wanted to know what the fuss was all about. We finally get to the campsite after giving a few hundred high fives from our car to passer-bys. Then we ask our neighbor what was happening, why was everyone screaming? He just says... "You'll understand soon enough, Bonnaroo will let you know when its time." We decide to walk around and get a feel for just where we are, then this guy next to us just starts yelling at the top of his lungs... the group next to him joins in, my group joins in... soon enough we can hear this drone of screams spreading across the campgrounds like a wildfire. It was then when I knew exactly what the spirit of Bonnaroo was about. I would learn more as the weekend went on... but that was when I knew I was in the right place. God... got teary eye'd thinking about that moment. Bonnaroo is an amazing place and I can't wait to see the farm again in 2013.

I always go in on Wednesday and this story depicts my favorite thing about that. Reading this story, I couldn't help, but smile and get butterflies because I am so excited for another year of Bonnaroo calls!

Post by gno on Sept 22, 2012 13:13:47 GMT -5

This past 'Roo was my first, and the first couple of minutes I had entered the campground I knew I was in for something special. We must have arrived to our campsite around 10:30 pm Wednesday night, but what sticks with me today is what happened before we even parked. Every once in a while you would hear people start to yell, scream, cheer, and clap... and everyone in my car was a 'Roo virgin, so we had absolutely no idea what was going on. These eruptions of applause and hysterical cheering would happen and I just kept getting butterflies in my stomach, the anxiety was killing me, I wanted to know what the fuss was all about. We finally get to the campsite after giving a few hundred high fives from our car to passer-bys. Then we ask our neighbor what was happening, why was everyone screaming? He just says... "You'll understand soon enough, Bonnaroo will let you know when its time." We decide to walk around and get a feel for just where we are, then this guy next to us just starts yelling at the top of his lungs... the group next to him joins in, my group joins in... soon enough we can hear this drone of screams spreading across the campgrounds like a wildfire. It was then when I knew exactly what the spirit of Bonnaroo was about. I would learn more as the weekend went on... but that was when I knew I was in the right place. God... got teary eye'd thinking about that moment. Bonnaroo is an amazing place and I can't wait to see the farm again in 2013.

I always go in on Wednesday and this story depicts my favorite thing about that. Reading this story, I couldn't help, but smile and get butterflies because I am so excited for another year of Bonnaroo calls!

This makes me want a Wednesday arrival so badly (we had a large group this year so we had to work people's schedules - thus is life). Arriving at 10am via the shuttle Thursday in 2010 before the early entrance scheme was my personal favorite Roo opening.

Post by glitterous on Nov 28, 2012 13:41:44 GMT -5

'12 was my first year and it will be a tough year to beat. Literally every moment of the four days was awesome, but I have a tie for my favorites.

We were waiting in line to get in at 3am on Wednesday. Someone had gifted us half a case of Purple Haze because it was in glass bottles and we kicked those back in about half an hour (already an awesome start). We thought we would wait forever to merge into the main lines, but someone let us over almost right away. My husband ran a couple of beers back to them as thanks and found out they let us in front because of our license plate (which is the same as my SN). We made it to our campsite in about an hour and watched the sun rise as we set up. Everyone was yelling "BONAROOOOOOO" and it sounded like a pack of wolves.

My second was right as we were leaving. Fun. played "We Are Young," and it seemed like the perfect anthem for our time there. We were young and we'd had more fun than we'd ever had in our entire lives. I literally cried as I was leaving, probably for a solid 45 minutes, I think mostly from the kismet of that song playing as we walked under the arch the last time.

Post by those are some cute dogs on Mar 13, 2013 1:12:49 GMT -5

pretty sure i've posted this before on here somewhere but all well...

My best story happened last year on Friday. Me and my best friend went down to celebrate our graduation. So that day we did our usual wake up with the sun and start drinking. We are basically shit faced by the time 12 rolls around but the line to get into centeroo was way too long so we went back to camp and kept drinking with all our neighbors. Finally the time for Two door cinema came along and being my favorite band at the time we had to go see them. So we threw some beer into the bookbag and grabbed some road beers for the walk. we were trashed to put it lightly. SO two door cinema club starts playing and I of course flip my shit i drink the entire time and am just relaly digging the music smoked a bit with a girl who was obviously impressed with my mad dancing skills or i had just made her laugh enough that she wabted to smoke with me who knows.Anyway after the show I tell my friend i need food now but i'm really drunk so i don'ttrust my self so i take 20 bucks out of my wallet and give hime my wallet phone and car keys ( i'd already put my shirt and shoes in the backpack ) and run off telling him to stay right there. Well i get an amazing burger and when i come back loe and behold he is gone. ( apparently he met this girl who told him the legend of a triple decker grilled cheese they went off in search of it.) so i'm pissed i have nothing no money no beer shit i don't even have shoes!so i'm aimlessly walking around and i come upon these hippies and being my drunk social self i hang out with them and one of them was a tattoo artist and he just starts drawing all over me it was awesome eventually i got board with them and wonder up to ludacris's concert. I am really confused and still don't know what to do when all of a sudden I hear this girl screaming my name. Turns out we had been drinking together earlier and after i told her my story she told me to come with her and her friends to see foster the people. They bought me 2 beers and gave me free shrooms and totally took care of me i had an amazing time tripping balls and watching foster and radio head with them and it literally was the best part of the trip and all happened cause i got lost and lost everything.I ran into my frind later at major lazer rolling balls and he said he was sorry and got me a beer everything was okay and i got my shit back. His story is a little cooler cause he got to hang out with the kooks but its whatever we both had our most memorable experiences.

Post by lukescrazyarms on Mar 13, 2013 12:15:49 GMT -5

Last year I heard a group of people take the Butt Scratcher thing to a new extreme...me and my buddy just got back to camp to have a beer and some snacks and we were just relaxing for an hour before we headed back to CenterRoo...I heard one person yell BUTT SCRATCHER and i kid you not for the next 45 minutes this whole group was screaming it at the top of their lungs....every time you thought they were done, it started again. I couldn't believe it. At first it was annoying but then it went on for so long that I just started cracking up like uncontrollably...I give them credit for going the distance with that one...

Post by A$AP Rosko on Jul 1, 2013 18:18:40 GMT -5

I have a few, but last year on Friday night while going from the What Stage over to the Black Keys set my friends and I stopped at the porto johns in between. Sensing a moment and a captive audience. I shouted "Is This Real Life?" and "Is this going to last forever?", getting the crowd waiting for the toilets to laugh at the David at the Dentist reference. Three seconds later someone shouted "Charlie Bit my finger and it real huuurrrttt" in a perfect British accent. More laughter ensued. I then chimed in with the Oakland Transit/shoe shine fight quotes. Laughter. Followed by someone else saying "Boom there goes the dynamite". This lasted for about 3-4 minutes of people shouting out various internet memes with uncontrollable laughter.

It was a silly little thing, but it was my most memorable non-music related event I took away from Bonnaroo. I really felt like I was part of an exclusive community at that point.

Post by Bird on Jul 1, 2013 18:28:48 GMT -5

My first Bonnaroo, 2004, get there on Thursday night, no idea what to think. We were camped in the top right corner (40 minute walk to Centeroo) and we just started walking around, and about 20 steps into said walk, The Dirty Dozen Brass Band started playing behind us with William Hung on a Roman style chariot with six guys dressed up in Roman soldier garb from head to toe carrying him. We followed them all the way through the campground, through Centeroo and onto what is now the Miller Lite On tap Lounge for my first ever Bonnaroo show. It's all pretty much been down hill sense then, but I don't mind.

Post by glitterous on Jul 3, 2013 9:07:09 GMT -5

I answered this for last year, now I need to answer it for this year. I think my favorite non-musical moment this year was trying an Amish doughnut for the first time. It was nearly two in the morning, we were listening to the last of the Soul Superjam. I had heard the doughnuts were delish, so I went over and grabbed one. I brought it back to our blanket and took a bite. It was like the heavens had opened up. I'm pretty sure I died the moment I tasted that doughnut, because life hasn't seemed the same since. I laid on that blanket, under the stars, listening to that beautiful music, eating that doughnut and felt more at home that I do at my own house.

Post by 10goldbees on Jul 3, 2013 9:30:33 GMT -5

Saturday night my girlfriend and I were walking into Centeroo around 11ish when we came upon a man jumping around and yelling "Party at the clock tower!!!" We thought it was kind of odd because, you know, we were basically at one big, four-day party. No need to break it off into smaller parties.

Anyway, as we turn the corner on the clock tower we see the first guy dancing with two other girls and one guy who looked more effed up than everyone else at Bonnaroo combined. He was standing there in a giant mullet wig, a coconut bra, a grass skirt and he had a big inflatable dolphin inner tube around his waste. The other people there were dancing around him, jumping and shouting while he just kind of stood there and humped the air so the dolphin jumped all around on his hips. And the song that was playing at the time was Sexual Healing by Marvin Gaye.

My girlfriend went absolutely nuts for it (context: she thinks wig jokes are the funniest thing ever. If you put on a wig around her she will die laughing). She immediately ran over there and started dancing and jumping and throwing her hands in the air while yelling, "This is a gift!!" I really do think that was her favorite moment the whole weekend and I'm cracking up while writing this.